Monday, 21 February 2011
Deep Bone Contentment
Hence, this year, we have indulged her. Totally.
On Friday we met with friends for an extravagant gathering at a play cafe - the Wacky Warehouse, no less. A huge indoor play centre is not a run of the mill occurrence for my children, so this was treaty in the extreme.
And today is her actual birthday. I have baked biscuits for her to take to school, for all of her classmates to enjoy. The great unveil of the new bike will take place after school. (Lovely husband has assembled it in secret: the garage has been off limits...)
This evening we will enjoy Olivia's "best dinner" which is "bisgetti bolobnaise", the five of us, all together.
She is beside herself at the treatiness of it all: of so many delights over such an extended birthday.
And me? I am thrilled to be able to totally spoil and indulge her, for once.
She is utterly enchanted and excited and enthused by each new gift and by each new event. It is magical to watch my unspoilt girl being spoiled.
She is, as I have said before, an amazingly self assured and self possessed little girl. She is growing up so very quickly. She is
unselfconscious in her modest awareness of her increasing beauty. Her love of life is matched by her popularity, and by her inclusive nature and her kindness. She is a girl with charisma.
When she was born, seven years ago, I was blown away by an amazing sense of deep bone contentment, at finally having a baby in my arms, a baby that was Olivia. She was, and still is, an absolute gift to me.
And now, I am blown away again that such a beautiful creature is my daughter. I am, quite simply, inordinately proud of her.